I Wasn’t Born Lucky

"That's how it feels," Yen Ziqiang took only one step, then stopped, and said to Xiao Li, "But I can't turn my eyes on the source, and I don't dare to turn it, what if I turn out a ghost? "

The room is not big, but there are many places to hide ghosts.

From the closet to the drawer, from the bottom of the bed to the toilet, everything is where ghosts like to hide.

Rao was Xiao Li, and couldn't find the source of his gaze for a while.

But he was willing to accept challenges, especially when he explored Donnie Yen's room-he first found it in the closet, opened the door, and found that it was empty, with only the white bathrobes that the hotel brought hanging on it.

Then came the drawer of the table with a pair of chopsticks, but nothing else.

Next is the bottom of the bed...

Yen Ziqiang was still stunned at first, but soon joined the search queue under Xiao Li's sign.

Although his hand checking the shower head always trembles slightly, he can still stabilize himself without leaving the room directly.

But even if a few people have been searching, there is always no clue.

In the end, the feeling became stronger and stronger, as if there was an invisible "person" standing behind him, staring at his every move.

Xiao Li stood up from the carpet, bent over slightly to pat the dust off his knees, looked around the room, and finally came to the window.

Yen Ziqiang was behind him, panting heavily: "If you really can't find it, just... forget it..."

Xiao Li suddenly stretched out his hand to tear off the bed cover, and the yellowed curtain fell to the ground, revealing the transparent glass.

Outside the window was pitch black, there were no moons and stars, only traces of raindrops hitting the glass. The rain water flowed down the glass to the window sill and mixed with the long-unwiped mud to form a small pool of dirty water.

At the same time, due to the indoor light, the glass also reflects the indoor scene.

Two large and one small three people stood in front of the glass window, the incandescent lamp above their heads exuding a pale halo, which seemed to add special effects and distorted the space——

and many more.

Incandescent lamp.

Xiao Li finally knew what he had overlooked:

Overhead.

He turned and looked up at the light bulb hanging at the top of the room.

In Xiao Li's room, the outside of the lamp is an oval transparent lampshade with the bulb inside; but here it is directly exposed, and the most important point is...

The metal conductor under the bulb is facing down, and the glass shell is facing up.

In other words, this bulb is not conductive at all!

But it is on now.

Since the top of his head was a blind spot, Xiao Li instinctively ignored this when he first came in.

Perhaps he noticed Xiao Li's gaze, and the light bulb began to flash automatically, one bright and one dark, with an interval of three seconds, as if playing with the emotions of a reincarnation.

Xiao Tu screamed, she covered her ears and drilled into Yen Ziqiang's arms.

Donnie Yen hugged his sister, swallowed, and ran outside the door.

A face emerged from the light bulb. It had the light bulb as its head, and its forehead was smooth, like a ray of resentful spirit wrapped around the light bulb, and a single leg protruded from the metal conductor.

Denggui seemed very happy to see Yen Ziqiang's reaction.

The bulb floated in the air, and even the light became unstable. It looked at the only living person in the room.

Xiao Li tried to stretch his arms and fished over his head, but there was still a considerable distance between the fingertips and the bulb.

The Denggui proudly showed off his bulb head, and sank again like a seduction.

——It was already imagining the funny scene that this human being jumped up and wanted to catch it, but was suddenly thrown away by it.

But what unexpectedly happened to it was that the human stood there, watching it quietly.

At the same time, a strand of black hair came out of his pocket and rolled toward the light bulb.

Tan Li's hair extended indefinitely, trying to roll down the light bulb floating in the air, but the light bulb was shocked and moved very flexibly to avoid the strand of hair.

And because of the appearance of the doll, the lantern ghost became excited, and it provoked without hesitation: "Come again, have the ability to see if you can catch me—"

Before the last word of his sentence came out of his mouth, he saw the ceiling above his head shake.

A huge seaweed-like hair web that was large enough to cover fell down, like a black spider web, firmly locking the light bulb with nowhere to escape.

Hair ghost is different from Tan Li and other ghosts' hair. Tan Li can only extend his own hair, and the hair ghost body is a wig, which can expand indefinitely until it covers the entire room.

Behind the ghost, the crying woman appeared beside the bed, showing a look of good play.

Xiao Li shook Xiao Huang Ben in a flash of light: "Before you provoke others next time, remember to investigate."

Lamp ghost: "Wait, wait—"

The ghost impatiently rolled it up with frizzy hair, and threw it directly to Xiao Li through the air relay.

Xiao Li caught it firmly.

The lamp ghost was caught off guard, and had to change the object of intercession: "Wait-you are listening to me!"

Xiao Li opened the window, made a shot-throwing motion, and threw the light bulb in his hand toward the window.

The shining light bulb was like a firefly in the night, tracing a beautiful arc, and falling into the puddle in front of the window.

Xiao Li's arm strength is limited, and he can't throw it far, so he can see the whole process of the lantern ghost falling into the puddle while standing at the window.

Sewage splashed everywhere.

In the next second, the scream of the lamp ghost cut through the rain curtain: "I am dirty, I am not clean!"

Xiao Li: "..."

Xiao Li:???

A light bulb...Is it still unclean?

This lamp ghost really felt unclean. It flew up from the muddy sewage in the window. The khaki liquid dripped down the bottom of the bulb to the window sill, leaving stains after another, which seemed to be a little bit. ** Depressed.

It didn't choose to fly away, but returned to Xiao Li and stopped in the air.

The lamp ghost looks very bright this way, and the light is also soft, which is much more convenient than a flashlight.

Although Zhou Ying can control the lighting of the mobile phone before, it consumes the battery of the mobile phone and is not convenient...

Xiao Li originally wanted to get rid of the lantern ghost, but seeing it behave like this, he had other thoughts in his heart and asked the other party, "Will you follow me?"

Denggui gave him a faint look, and answered the wrong question: "I have a hobby of cleanliness."

Xiao Li was choked by its solemn sentence and hesitated: "So...?"

The lamp ghost shook his light bulb head. It looked at itself, Xiao Li, and the ghost above its head—not dare to say no, it lowered its head and said, "You have to wash me clean, spotless. Kind of."

Xiao Li asked for its opinion: "Can I wash you in the washing machine?"

The lamp ghost refused: "No."

It needs gentle hand wash!

Xiao Li finally washed the lamp ghost. After washing it, he shook it, and then wiped it dry with a paper towel. The glass surface of the bulb was shiny, as if it was better than before, as if it had a second spring.

While he was doing these things, the brothers and sisters Yen Ziqiang fell silent as the homeowners.

... things can still develop like this?!

Before those five minutes, he was scared by the lantern ghost; and five minutes later, he watched Hercules bathing the lantern...

I dare not shoot like this when I approach science.

Xiao Li also washed his hands and said goodbye to the stunned Yen Ziqiang, and then left with the lantern ghost, and before leaving, he intimately closed the door for them.

The lantern ghost led the way in front of Xiao Li, looking like a floating street lamp from a distance.

Xiao Li was very satisfied with its effect, it was a little better than flashlights and mobile phones, it could illuminate a wide range, and it was fully automatic without worrying about it.

After coming out of Yen Ziqiang's room, Xiao Li did not go back to his own place, but went to Wei Ning's room first.

At this time Peng Yue was no longer mopping the floor in the hall. The mop was placed on the corner of the stairs. There was no one in the hall. Only slight movements came from each room, fearing that they were all awakened by the scream of the lamp ghost. ——But because it was called from outside the window, no one jumped out, all the doors were closed.

Everyone had been to Wei Ning's room before, but nothing was noticed. There were too many people at that time and Xiao Li didn't like it very much, so he had the thought of seeing it again at night while it was still in the middle of the night.

After the incident, the door lock was open, but the towel was left on the table casually, and the chair also showed signs of movement. The most obvious thing was the door lock——

There are nail scratches on the door lock.

It is not difficult to imagine Wei Ning's situation at the time. He must be holding the door lock tightly, but he could not resist the power of the evil spirit.

The evil spirit needs to pass the door lock to enter the room. Does this also mean... its power is much limited?

Xiao Li recruited the lamp ghost, knelt on one knee, pulled the door, and carefully studied the scratches on the door lock.

The lamp ghost turned on for a while and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Clues." Xiao Li replied, stroking the scratches on it with his hand, without raising his head, and then he suddenly asked, "You ghost... can you tell who is the evil ghost?"

"As long as the power is above me, and it wants me to be confused, then I can't tell." The lamp ghost was very honest at this time. It floated in the air, and got closer to look more carefully.

Even the hair ghost can catch the lamp ghost, so obviously it is impossible for the lamp ghost to know the true body of the evil ghost.

But this is not surprising, the copy rule cannot allow such a large loophole.

Xiao Li retracted his attention. He knelt in this posture for too long. When he got up, his legs were a little soft.

——The wall is not smooth, but uneven.

Xiao Li bent down and reflected his fingers on the wall. He did not hesitate to lie directly on the ground, trying to simulate Wei Ning's scene at the time.

The evil spirit wants to come in through the door as a human, so it must knock on the door first.

Wei Ning would answer at first, but he must have noticed that the door was not opened, so the evil spirit would forcibly unlock the door from outside.

Then his posture should be...

Xiao Li awkwardly pressed the door lock with both hands, while pressing his feet against the door frame, his whole body was against the door, and his head was squeezed against the seam of the door in the corner.

He squinted his eyes, and saw blood spurted out and a strange mark in the gap between the feet.

It's like a "one", in this sitting position with the arms raised.

One, Lin Ruo?

One……

Based on this posture, Xiao Li checked nearby for a while, and picked up a button from the edge of the carpet.

There were broken thread on the button, which was obviously torn off.

Xiao Li closed his eyes slightly, recalled everyone, and finally focused on Jiang Linwen.

...This button belongs to Jiang Linwen.

He wears pants with a high waist and always tuck the bottom of his shirt into his pants, so even if a button is missing, no one will notice.

And this button was stuck under the carpet in the corner due to a tricky angle. No one could find it during the day.

Xiao Li pursed his lips, he put away the buttons and closed Wei Ning's door.

The corridor was very dark, only the light bulbs floating in the sky reflected in his pupils, like a handful of never-extinguishing light.

On the third day, the weather still did not improve.

There was no need to carry a light bulb during the day, so Xiao Li let the lamp ghost return to Xiaohuangben.

With Wei Ning's lessons learned, no one stayed in the room this time.

Even the two white people who always wandered outside the camp of the reincarnations also came down, sitting in the corner of the hall from afar, looking at the light rain outside the window, not knowing what was thinking.

The rest of the reincarnations are sitting together, looking at each other thoughtfully.

Shen Mirage sat beside Xiao Li and poured him a cup of hot water.

The thick mist rose and got into Xiao Li's eyes, he calmly looked at the others.

Several people next to him were talking about last night's affairs. Jiang Linwen first said: "Did you hear the screams of last night? It seems that it is not a simple cry. I heard a few words "dirty" or something."

Zheng Yi said nonchalantly: "I heard it. There are footsteps. I was sleepy at that time, but I woke up with a howling."

As he spoke, he covered his mouth and yawned, looking at Xiao Li intentionally or unintentionally.

Zheng Yi didn't need to ask to know that ghosts would make such strange noises, and it must be Xiao Li who had separated from the large army to act alone.

"That is a strange voice, I have never heard such a voice..."

"It's a lonely wild ghost on the mountain." Seeing that Xiao Li didn't speak, Ye Zeqing knew that the other party didn't want outsiders to know the truth. He forcibly explained Xiao Li and prepared to inquire about the news from him afterwards. The Earthbound Spirit, who is willing to leave the land of death, will repeat his most impressive sentence at night."

"Is that so..."

Jiang Linwen's expression was as usual, confused and worried.

Xiao Li's eyes crossed his face, and then floated to Peng Yue.

Peng Yue, President Hu, and Lin Ruo were sitting across from Xiao Li. At this time, they were all depressed, shaking twice from time to time.

Xiao Li suddenly broke the solidified atmosphere between the two sides: "Miss Peng."

Peng Yue didn't react at once, but Lin Ruo on the side pushed her a bit before she said, "Ah...what's the matter?"

Xiao Li asked tentatively: "Miss Peng, what time did you drag the floor last night?"

Lin Ruo said in amazement, "Mopping the floor?"

Mr. Hu frowned and looked at Peng Yue. He keenly smelled something bad.

But Peng Yue, as the party concerned, looked like he didn't know why, and asked, "What mopping the floor?"

Xiao Li raised half of his eyebrows, and from his right side, Yen Ziqiang's voice came in: "Didn't you mopping the floor in the hall most of the night last night? You still laughed strangely."

His words broke the ground, like adding water to a pan, making everyone else boil.

Peng Yue stood up, because she was too nervous, her voice was dumb: "I haven't come down to drag the floor, don't spit people, who will mopping the floor at night? Are you dazzled?"

Xiao Tu: "But we all saw it, big sister."

Peng Yue still denied: "Impossible! I went directly to my room to sleep last night. How could a normal person mopping the floor in this situation?"

After she said this sentence, Yen Ziqiang did not answer.

His attitude is already obvious, and it is the same as the hidden meaning in Peng Yue's words-normal people don't mop the floor in the early morning, so the mopping in the early morning...It can only be a ghost.

Peng Yue's face was pale: "How did you see me mopping the floor? This is impossible."

"Yes, yes, we didn't hear the sound either, but the screams outside the window last night scared me." President Hu agreed with his subordinates.

Yen Ziqiang hesitated for a moment-to wash clothes in the middle of the night, it seems that it is not something normal people can do.

He himself was because there were ghosts in the room, but Herkel didn't know why.

If you answer this way, you will definitely get yourself into trouble. Maybe you can make a confession to Hercule...

Give someone like Hercule a look, he should understand, right?

He was wondering how to give tacit glances. Xiao Li had already said calmly: "I saw it on the way back from the laundry.

Donnie Yen: "..."

That's how the wrong statement came out!